Zareth lashed out.
It was already well known that the Lunaris were a race with unnatural pride.
When you poke their ego even a little bit, they react as though you had slain their family and insulted their generation.
"You stupid pale-skinned, hairless ape."
Zareth, whose body was wrapped in layers of dense shadow energy, swung his fist at Marlon.
Marlon's danger sense and reflexes kicked in, and with only a slight movement of his body, he evaded the punch easily, doing so without even attempting a counterattack.
"How dare you!"
"It was because of you that our plan failed."
"Because of you, every one of my people was killed!"
"I will kill you today."
His curses reverberated across the streets, echoing loudly as worried gangsters and tense hunters stood by and watched helplessly.
Marlon remained silent and simply focused on evading every single one of the Lunaris' attacks.
